Kuiba Longming

Inside the secret consulate

Mu Yan was meditating when someone opened the door suddenly. He opened his eyes with a smile on his face, "Uncle Master, have you considered it? We are running out of time..."

"Tell me why, why should I kill him?" Quiba's long body was hidden in the darkness, and his voice was cold, "You dare to lie, I promise you won't get out of this door."

"I've only heard about things that happened thousands of years ago. If my uncle wants to know something, I may really not be able to say the same as the original truth." Mu Yan sat cross-legged on the futon, with a polite expression on his uncharacteristic face. smile.

Long Ming looked at him coldly, "Say what you know."

"Does Master Uncle really want to know that much...or has he vaguely remembered something and doesn't want to admit it?"

"..." Long Ming's movements became sluggish and he didn't speak.

Mu Yan's expression became a little more sincere, "I do know some things, but I really heard other people's stories... It is rumored that the master uncle was possessed by the extremely yang body, and he was responsible for the backlash of the secret sect's deal with the mirror world... Master uncle remember these?"

trade?Backlash?Long Ming frowned, as if he had an impression... All the cultivators of the Secret Sect's strength come from the contract defined by the mirror... Kuiba tried hard to find this piece of memory in his mind.

"Master begged you to leave the secret sect, but the master disagreed, so he wanted to replace you as the bearer of the backlash. Suffering backlash led to a big change of mind, and he killed the master... What happened later, Mr. Zun didn't tell me, and there were many rumors in the sect, but judging from the current situation, the master was seriously injured and survived, maybe he was in a coma Unable to wake up, the Secret Sect considered a lot and built a tomb for the ancestor, probably hoping to stabilize the mind of the uncle ancestor. I didn't expect you to be greatly stimulated after waking up, killing half of the monks of the Secret Sect and ran to the tomb to commit suicide alone. In the end, the body of extreme yang did not become a demon, but became a corpse king with even more demonic nature, and the master uncle was also a generation of wizards... that's what I heard," Mu Yan confessed truthfully, and he didn't seem to have any reservations .

"...Why should I be enchanted by a body of extreme yang?"

Mu Yan hesitated for a moment, then added slowly: "Probably because only one who has become a demon can bear the backlash and become the head of the secret sect."

Long Ming loosened his brows and let out a sneer, his eyes full of ridicule, "So I am this kind of person..."

"How can there be high or low in desire? Master Uncle should think more transparently. Wanting power, wanting fame is the same as wanting love or anything else. What does Uncle Master want most now? Is it Master? Then It should be done by all means.”

"Same as me back then?"

"Can't you? This is you."

Long Ming was shaken, Jiang Huang must not like such an ugly me, right?As long as Jiang Huang is not reminded of this, he will stay by my side forever...

A long time after Long Ming left

A figure appeared out of nowhere in the empty corner, a seemingly thin and naive young man with a puzzled face, "Why have I never heard such rumors in the secret sect?"

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly, "The rumors I just made up are considered rumors."

Jiang Languang frowned, "Will Long Ming believe it?"

Mu Yan's smile faded away, "How much a person rejects fear is how deeply he believes in it."

……

"Huh..." The chief executive sat cross-legged in the chaos, sweating profusely, water dripping down his smooth jawline, his eyelashes were like mist, and his eyes were filled with mist.

He raised his head, and in the depths of the chaos, there was a dark blue light rolling like a boil, pulling out of the dim depths of the mirror world and entering into the center of his brow.

"Ming..." The chief executive grabbed a strand of soul thread and put it in front of his eyes, the dark blue light scattered into a ball, slowly outlining a picture... A young man with dark hair lying in the thick snow, like an ice sculpture As sharp and cold as he was, the chief executive smiled, and hugged the young man made of soul light into his arms, "I won't leave you."

The soul light melted into his body, and the chief executive slowly stood up, looking at the somewhat condensed chaotic space around him.

"Your progress is very slow," countless golden lights suddenly pierced the sky, and a semi-mechanical sound composed of countless overlapping sounds came from the void.

The chief executive looked at the dark blue light that had changed from boiling to calm, and withdrew his gaze lightly, "Probably it's been here for too long, and I'm a little reckless."

"The core program of the mirror world will be completely destroyed in five days, and this place will collapse at that time, you'd better speed up and take what you want," Jin Guang flew down from the sky, turning into grains of light before landing, The shape of the human brain was constructed first, and then the bones and muscles. God-like perfect men appeared in front of Jiang Huang little by little. His face was proud and indifferent like a god. "The energy of the mirror world has a taste of destruction..."

"Stubborn desire/desire is compatible with arrogant destruction... General Art's current energy composition doesn't sound like a guardian," Jiang Huang said seemingly unintentionally.

"Protection or creation, mistakes or miracles... are not opposites," said the general with a gloomy blue light in his eyes.